Muffs shut her eyes and believed as hard as she could. Soon she began to see things that looked like shooting stars behind her eyelids.
“Could we ride there on a shooting star?” she asked.
“We’ll try it,” said Mary and, taking her hand, led her carefully along the walk.
“This is our own private magic,” she said. “Now you’re a Magic Maker too.”
Before they were halfway across the Way of Peril they heard the tap-tapping of a hammer pounding something.
“That’s the Hammer Headed Snake welcoming us to the Land of Balo. May we come in?” Mary called.
“Maybe it wasn’t a welcome,” Muffs said doubtfully.
“May we come in?” Mary called more loudly through the door and Tommy swung it open.
“Spies!” he shouted. “Spying on Bunny’s prize.”
“We didn’t mean to spy,” said Mary penitently. “We came quite properly on a shooting star.”